Two minutes later.
Fang Qingyu took the initiative to stop.
"..."
Qi Hao wore a bitter expression and lowered his fist.
"Have you already mastered it and just playing me?"
"Do I seem that idle?"
Fang Qingyu rolled his eyes.
It was purely because during the fight, he suddenly remembered... that from just starting to instantly reaching Level 2 Breathing Technique, it was inexplicable.
Otherwise, he was never afraid to show his best side...
But as it stands, two minutes isn't the limit for Level 2 Breathing Technique!
"How much effort did you put in just now?"
"About 80%."
After two bouts, Qi Hao slowly accepted that his close friend was taking off.
That would be approximately 176KG...
Fang Qingyu nodded in satisfaction.
Although Qi Hao did not exert his full strength, at least with the existence of the Weakness Gaze skill, he still had some ability to leapfrog levels.
Without activating Blood Burst.
Even if he encounters someone stronger, he can still fight.
"Fang Qingyu, come here."
At this time, Lin Jiao shouted at him from a distance.
Upon seeing Lin Jiao, Qi Hao immediately gloated.
"Go suffer, I'll take off first."
"Lin Jiao, Zheng Jiao."
Fang Qingyu wiped his sweat and walked over.
"Today Lin Jiao will spare time to teach you the Baji Fist, make sure to learn well."
Zheng Jiao said sternly from the side.
"Okay, thank you Lin Jiao."
Fang Qingyu understood the significance of Lin Jiao personally coming to teach him.
"Follow me."
Lin Jiao led the way towards the edge of the field.
Not sure if today he will witness how strong martial artists truly are...
Fang Qingyu still didn't understand how exactly to unlock the Red Title.
But it was obvious.
[Martial Artist] is definitely much stronger than [Martial Arts Apprentice]!
He must seize this opportunity.
Otherwise, the next meeting with Lin Jiao is uncertain.
"Has Zhao Feng taught you some basics?"
When they reached the edge of the Wooden Man District, Lin Jiao asked.
"Yes, I currently learned a few moves, namely Top Heart Elbow, Heaven-Reaching Palm, Dragon Subduing Stance..."
Fang Qingyu answered truthfully.
"Hmm, I'll demonstrate once more, pay close attention."
After Lin Jiao said this, his feet turned into a figure eight, and the friction between his old cloth shoe soles and the floor made a screeching sound.
His right arm bent at the elbow and raised to chest height, the scapula twisted like a millstone clockwise: "The Top Heart Elbow is not a hit, but a grind."
Before the words finished, the elbow tip already pressed against the steel-wrapped wooden man post.
Duang——
The heavy wooden man post swayed thrice in place.
Fang Qingyu's pupils constricted at the sight, as the steel plate on top was indented in a spiral shape.
"Next is the Heaven-Reaching Palm."
Lin Jiao suddenly changed moves, the right palm sweeping upwards from below.
Fang Qingyu instinctively raised an arm to block, but felt like his forearm was branded by a red-hot iron.
"Dragon Subduing Stance!"
As Fang Qingyu was about to fall, Lin Jiao inserted his left leg between his two legs.
This seemingly simple positioning maneuver made Fang Qingyu's entire left leg go numb.
When Lin Jiao sank his waist and sat his hips, Fang Qingyu felt like he was pressed under a thousand-pound gate.
Yet, the punch didn't eventually land.
"Understand?"
Lin Jiao released the hold, pointing at the fresh marks on the wooden man post, "Top Heart Elbow requires Spiral Penetrating Force, Heaven-Reaching Palm needs to practice Triple Overlapping Waves, Dragon Subduing Stance must lock down the opponent's foundation."
"A little bit."
Fang Qingyu rubbed his numb leg bend and nodded earnestly.
"Try the post."
Lin Jiao gestured for Fang Qingyu to step up.
Fang Qingyu attempted to emulate the Top Heart Elbow.
But before he began, Lin Jiao's hand knife cut to his lower back: "Waist-hip disconnection!"
Another finger pointed at his scapula gap: "Force has not reached, and the elbow is stiff!"
Finally pressed his third cervical vertebra: "Watch the Dragon's Head Rise."
That's it!!
Seeing the activation experience jump in front of him.
Fang Qingyu had no complaints, even though the correction points were extremely painful.
And after these three corrections, when he threw his elbow again, he felt the force clearly channeling through the entire spine into the elbow tip.
The post emitted a dull sound, and finally, a faint annular pattern appeared on the steel plate.
His Martial Species Talent began to exert force at this moment!
The time stretched a bit longer.
Lin Jiao started noticing something amiss...
Normally people wouldn't learn martial techniques even after a dozen teachings, that's entirely normal.
After all, achieving something in martial techniques is typically accomplished through long-term practice.
Elder generations are a testament to that.
Fang Qingyu's previous practice status was unknown to him.
But based on this one hour alone.
Fang Qingyu's learning speed rivals the geniuses of the Elite Class.
Even faster.
Truly a martial artist seedling...
Lin Jiao watched silently, then directly joined in.
His moves were 30% stronger than Zhao Feng's.
And with even stricter demands.
Just from this alone, the gap in their Baji expertise was evident.
Fang Qingyu, by this point, could barely focus on the pain.
Instead, he grew even more excited!!
The activation experience for Baji Fist was explosively increasing on the panel!!
[Baji Fist Activation Experience +2]
With each jump, it was at least 2 points.
His Martial Species Talent constantly aligned with Lin Jiao's corrections, forcibly maintaining the correct posture.
The pain intensified once more!!
Soon, Lin Jiao raised his eyebrows and stood by watching calmly.
Until 12 o'clock.
People in the hall started leaving, Qi Hao saw Lin Jiao remaining by Fang Qingyu's side and dared not disturb him, he sent a message and left.
In the end, only a few coaches gathered in the hall.
"Lin Team."
Qin Hui approached Lin Jiao, despite his age, he offered respectful address.
Others followed suit.
"How's it? This kid should be pretty good, right?"
Qin Hui laughed, as if boasting about his own child.
Lin Jiao nodded silently, then suddenly said, "Go help with cleaning the sewer, there are quite a few casualties."
"All right."
Qin Hui responded seriously and left the Martial Arts Hall with the other instructors.
Time slowly slipped by.
By now, Fang Qingyu's arms were covered in fresh blood.
Even the steel-wrapped wooden man post before him was the same.
Stillness and movement, yet like a death battle!
Fang Qingyu moved faster and faster, till at last, his Top Heart Elbow ground into the post.
Bang——
[Congratulations on activating the Professional Advanced Skill "Baji Fist"]
"Huff... huff..."
Fang Qingyu panted, without time to view the panel.
A cool sensation reached his arm first.
Lin Jiao had unknowingly come beside him, holding a similar bottle to Zhao Feng's, applying ointment to his body.
Fang Qingyu lacked the strength to thank him and gradually sat down on the floor from exhaustion.
Lin Jiao spoke even less than imagined.
After applying the medicine, he remained silent.
Until Fang Qingyu regained some energy.
"Thank you, Lin Jiao."
Lin Jiao waved it off, and with a calm expression asked,
"Doesn't it hurt?"
Using flesh and blood to fight a steel-wrapped post continuously for over two hours is a torment far beyond human limits.
This wasn't a question of enduring it or not.
In the face of such agony, virtually no one could choose to continue.
Yet, Fang Qingyu was among them...
And seemed to revel in it.
"It's bearable..."
Fang Qingyu smiled.
The pain could never surpass the agony from his brain illness of the past ten years.
Lin Jiao appeared unsure how to offer encouragement.
He just silently raised his head.
"Do you want to see a real martial artist?"